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Wwe Nikkie Cross Adult

I was reborn into another world and became an elementary monarch

A cursed boy. A cold-hearted mage. A love that defies time itself. Ethan Cross was nothing special in his past life—an overweight, lonely writer who never finished his greatest work. But fate had other plans. After an accident, he awakens in the world of his own unfinished novel—as Aelric, a breathtakingly beautiful 12-year-old boy. But there's a catch. He is cursed to never age. Trapped in a child's body despite his adult mind, Aelric is treated as weak, disregarded, and nearly sold off by corrupt nobles. Just when all hope seems lost, he is rescued by Riven Nightshade, the most powerful and feared mage in the kingdom. Cold, ruthless, and bound by duty, Riven sees Aelric as nothing more than an annoyance at first. But when Aelric proves his intelligence, hidden strength, and knowledge of a lost magic, Riven reluctantly takes him under his wing, training him as his apprentice in the legendary mage guild, Noctis Arcanum. As they travel together—facing deadly monsters, unraveling ancient prophecies, and navigating dangerous guild politics—Aelric begins to uncover secrets about himself that he never wrote. His curse, the forgotten past of the Elemental Monarch, and a dark force pulling the strings behind the world's fate. But the greatest struggle of all? His growing feelings for Riven. Despite his childlike form, Aelric’s heart is that of an adult, longing for the only person who sees him for who he truly is. Riven, however, fights against his own emotions—torn between duty, guilt, and an undeniable connection that deepens with every battle they face. Yet, love is the least of their worries. A powerful enemy stirs in the shadows, one that holds the key to Aelric’s curse—and the truth about his rebirth. Can Aelric break free from the fate that chains him? Will Riven ever see him as more than just a child? Or is their love doomed to remain trapped in time? A slow-burn BL fantasy filled with adventure, forbidden romance, and a bond that challenges destiny itself.
douchi · 549 Views

I Was Transported To An Adult Game On My Deathbed

What would you do if, on your deathbed, you were offered one last game? Would you choose a grand adventure? A tale of romance? A world to rule? Kayle made his choice—an adult game. A game he never got to experience in his first life. But instead of indulgence, he wakes up at rock bottom—a lowly servant boy in a crumbling brothel, trapped in a city on the brink of ruin. His goal remains the same: to enjoy the story he never got to play. Unfortunately, his very existence is already rewriting it. One day while walking through the streets of the capital city's slums, everyone suddenly bowed down to me. "Greetings! Godfather!" **** Disclaimer 1. "Is this a harem?" A common question from my previous novel, so I'll address it upfront. No, it is not. At least, not in the traditional sense. He'll have relationships with many girls, but most of them will be a fling. There will only be one final heroine. 3. If you decide to give my novel a try, first, thank you! Second, I would love if you could leave a few comments or a review. The feedback and confirmation that people are reading my book helps to keep me writing. 4. There is no smut in my book. I repeat, there is NO SMUT in my book. I know the title can be misleading, but I assure you, there is no smut in my book. (Important things should be repeated three times.) 5. I'm currently working on fixing my update schedule, but it should be sorted by March and will most likely be 3-4 chapters a week.
Lagaru · 9.5K Views

Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 16.8K Views
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